Damien 118.The silence that followed was uneasy and loud. What Natalia was saying was out of the question."She was never an employee in the first place," I reminded Natalia."Well she would like to be," Natalia said."This discussion does not concern me," Isabella said in a dry tone and stood up. "I will be in the car," She added and stood up."I think it does, sweetheart, you are in charge of the end of the year party my mom is always so crazy about, and Camilla wants in," Natalia replied."I am not working with you, ever again," Isabella looked directly at Camilla before storming out.I was about to stand up before mom stopped me."Let her go, She needs to calm down," Mom said so with great reluctance, I sat down. This whole thing was making me upset.Mom sat back and scrutinized Camilla and Natalia with a suspicious gaze."Look, Ava, I know we do not get along but clearly you of all people should know about second chances," Natalia said."The problem is if
Isabella 119."Are we being followed?" Damien asked in a calm tone."Negative," Jackson said as he drove us to the office."Who were those men?" I asked Damien as my heart began to slow down."If I guess right, friends of my dad," I told her."Vito is behind this?" I asked in disbelief. The last time I saw Damien's father, he was in an impromptu conference meeting and he had been silent and sullen.He had refused to look me in the eye through out the duration of the meeting and yet he would not hesitate to resort to his violent ways."What does he want from us this time?" I asked in a weary tone."Not us, me," Damien answered. "He believes that I have something that belongs to him," He added."And he will resort to anything to get it back," Jackson added as he pulled over in front of the curb that led to the office lobby.Damien followed me to my floor and would not leave until he was satisfied that office was safe. It was almost ridiculous but it calmed him dow
Damien 120.Jackson was on the same floor as Isabella so I walked to his office. I entered without knocking only to find one of his female coworkers on his laps, kissing him. The lady jumped up with fright and hastily exited the office."Ever heard of knocking?" Jackson asked sarcastically."Is this what I pay you for?" I asked."Nope, but it comes with the job," Jackson said. "So unless your wife is actually in danger, I do not know what you want from me," He said."I need you to hunt someone down for me," I told him."Who made the mistake of crossing you today your highness," He asked."Isabella's father.""The stranger at the funeral?""Yeah. He is becoming a real problem," I answered. I showed him the pendant that was sent to Isabella."He sent this through a courier but there was no return address," I told him."It seems like daddy wants to hang around for a while," Jackson said as he took the silver necklace off my hand and closely examined it. "This is ori
Isabella 121.I noticed something about the way Michael spoke to Damien. It was beyond platonic and what stuck me as odd was that they both had some sort of resemblance and I the playful banter sounded so familiar."Let's get to it," Michael said, straight to the point. "We have reason to believe that your mom was murdered," He said.Damien and I both looked at each other."Damn it. You both know," Michael said and leaned back in frustration."Arsenic acid," I said to Michael.Michael threw Damien a suspicious glare. "That is police information, how do you know that?" He demanded."Someone sent it to my email on my computer this morning," I told him. "When I searched for the email that sent it online, there was no results," I added."Whoever this person is, they know know how to stay hidden," Michael said. "I am currently investigating this matter but it is being done secretly, there is enough heat on you as it is," Michael said.I was wondering if I should tel
Damien 122."I want to be alone," Isabella told me and left me all alone on the top floor. She had every right to be after what had gone down just today alone."She will get used to it, do not worry about her," Natalia said as she came closer to me. She seemed overtly chipper and I could not help but suspect her.Everyone was a suspect. Was Natalia capable of ending the life of a sick old woman in such a painful manner? I was not sure."I am more worried about you and your motives," I said."Damien, I mean you no ill will, I just want to make things right, the way they were before," Natalia said.I pointed to Camilla. "Her con man of a boyfriend kidnapped my wife and you advocate for her, things are never going to be the same between us ever again," I said and turned towards the elevator.Natalia followed me. "I am trying to make things right, Damien, why can you of all people not see that?" She called after me."How is she coming back here going to make things right?" I demanded."Ca
Isabella 123I could not believe that I was here or that I even agreed to he right here with the man who destroyed my childhood. I guessed that my desire for answers trumped the rage that I felt. It was a public ferry and it swayed softly in the waters.I was sitting by the silver railing and the wind blew softly in my eyes and hair. I had no idea what explanation I was going to give Damien but I was certain that I wanted to be here.I looked deeply and long at the man who left my mother and I when we needed him the most. I was shocked that he looked good. Too good. He looked like he was living his best years and it made me so mad.The best years that he could have given to my mother.He was in a soft gray old fashioned suit that clung to his body. There were so many questions on my mind that I had no idea where to even start.The name of the ferry was called The Wave and it had a mini restaurant attached to the deck. It seemed impractical to me because I wondered how it was going to
Damien 124.Her location stopped somewhere in the middle of the waters. It was silently grim in the car as Jackson drove. My head was swirling with confusion and my heart was beating fast. I glared angrily at the screen of my phone."Where are you going?" I asked out loud to no one in particular. I had no ideas why all this was happening."Is there a location we are going to be precise?" Jackson asked for the third time.I had no idea what was actually happening."Keep on cruising," I said in an absent minded fashion. Jackson sighed wearily.I turned away from my phone and looked at him closely."If this is not important enough for you, perhaps you should get down and take a cab and I will drive," I told him firmly."That is not why I am pissed," He replied as he stepped on the gas. I"Then what is the problem?" I asked."Why are we not at Vito's house, gun blazing?" He asked."Because it is a waste of time," I answered. "Time better spent on finding Isabella," I
Isabella 125.I had omitted one truth from Damien when I had showed him the email that contained my mother's autopsy. I had also received a letter from my father promising to reveal everything to me if we met. Here I was about to get off a boat.I had no idea where he was taking me but I followed him. What other choice did I have? As we got off the boat, I could not help but realize that we were practically strangers. What if all of this was a ploy to kidnap me?I had never been to this part of town before and it surprised me that it even existed."Welcome to little Brussels," He said and walked toward the sprawling rocky island. The houses were huge and perched on many hills. The houses were built in old fashioned castle style."Come with me, there is something that I want to show you," He said and I followed him.He led me to a set of steep but solid stairs naturally made on the hills. We climbed up until we were both standing on a very high hill with crashing
Isabella As I lay on the floor, bound and helpless, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within me – fear, uncertainty, and a desperate longing for safety and freedom. But just when it felt like all hope was lost, the door burst open, and there he was – Damien, my husband, my savior.Relief flooded through me as I saw him stride into the room, his presence a beacon of strength and determination amidst the chaos. With him was Jackson, his trusted ally, who had helped orchestrate our rescue. I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards both of them as they quickly moved to untie me and Ava, their movements swift and efficient.As the ropes fell away and I rose to my feet, I couldn't suppress the overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude that washed over me. Damien enveloped me in his arms, holding me close and whispering words of reassurance and comfort as tears of relief streamed down my cheeks.Together, we made our way out of the room, leaving behind the nightmare that had thre
Damien My gaze never wavered from Vito's face as I listened to my arch nemesis. The gravity of the situation got more and more deadlier as the night wore on. The papers were still in Vito's hand as I kept the phone to my hear.My father had an inquisitive look on his face as he watched me closely. The line went dead and I put the phone back into my pocket. I collected the the contract and without breaking eye contact, slowly tore it up right in front of him.Vito's eyes widened in shock and utter disbelief. "What the fuck are you doing?" He yelled maniacally as he knelt on the floor trying in vain to join the piece of paper together in a futile attempt.For the first time in my life, I saw him for what he was. An empty barrel of a man, a pathetic and sorry excuse for a husband to my mother and a fucking dead beat piece of shit of a father. I felt nothing but contempt and disgust as I watched him scrambled across the whole floor."Do you know what you have done?!" He yelled at me as h
Isabella As Ava was pushed into the room, I felt a rush of relief flood through me at the sight of her, mingled with a fresh wave of fear for our uncertain future. She stumbled slightly, her eyes wide with shock and confusion, but when she saw me, her expression softened with a mixture of relief and concern."Isabella, darling, are you alright?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion as she hurried to my side.I reached out to her, my hands shaking as I clutched hers tightly, drawing strength from her presence despite the terror that still gripped me. "I'm scared, Ava," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what's going to happen to us."Ava's eyes filled with tears as she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close in a comforting embrace. "We'll get through this together, sweetheart," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."But before we could say another word, the door swung open once again, and Camilla e
Damien As I waited anxiously for Camilla's instructions, every second felt like an eternity. My mind raced with a thousand thoughts, each one more frantic than the last. Where was she keeping Isabella and Ava? What did she want from me? And most importantly, how could I save them from whatever danger they were in?The minutes ticked by agonizingly slow, the silence of the room weighing heavily on my shoulders. I felt a surge of frustration building within me, the urge to take action and do something, anything, to rescue my wife and mother from the clutches of their captors.Finally, the sound of my phone buzzing broke the silence, and I quickly grabbed it, my heart pounding in my chest. It was Camilla, her name flashing on the screen, and I answered it without hesitation."Damien," her voice came through the line, smooth and composed as ever. "I trust you've had some time to think about our situation."I clenched my jaw, my grip on the phone tightening with barely contained anger. "W
Isabella As consciousness slowly seeped back into my mind, I found myself engulfed in darkness. Panic surged through me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings, the weight of my own fear pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket.My heart thundered in my chest as I became aware of the rough bindings cutting into my wrists and ankles, the coarse fibers digging painfully into my skin. Panic tightened its grip around my throat as I realized the full extent of my helplessness, the stark reality of my captivity crashing down on me with brutal force.Frantic thoughts raced through my mind as I struggled against my restraints, the panic threatening to consume me whole. Where was I? How had I ended up here? And most importantly, where was Ava?A wave of despair washed over me as I realized that I was completely at the mercy of my captors, whoever they were. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I imagined the worst, my mind conjuring up horrifying scenarios of what fate awa
Damien As I strode through the familiar corridors of the office building, my mind raced with thoughts and plans. Natalia's brazen attempts to undermine me only fueled my determination. I had come too far to let her or anyone else stand in my way.But it wasn't just about me anymore. My family – Isabella, Ava, our unborn child – they were my driving force. I would do whatever it took to protect them, to ensure their safety and security. And that meant taking down anyone who dared to threaten what was mine.And now, as I sat there, surrounded by the trappings of power, I couldn't help but feel a surge of determination. I wouldn't rest until the Founder's Association was dismantled until my family was safe until Renaissance was secure.With a steely resolve, I reached for my phone and began to formulate my next move. There was no turning back now. The game was on, and I intended to win. Immersed in the intricate details of my plan, my phone suddenly rang, jolting me out of my focused s
Isabella Chopping vegetables for the lasagna, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over me. Cooking had always been a soothing activity for me, a way to channel my thoughts and focus on something tangible amidst the chaos of life.Ava, my ever-supportive mother-in-law, stood beside me, offering gentle guidance as we prepared dinner for Damien. "Now, Isabella, remember to slice the vegetables thinly for the lasagna layers," she instructed, her voice warm and reassuring.I nodded, taking her advice to heart as I carefully wielded the knife. "Like this?" I asked, holding up a perfectly sliced zucchini for her inspection.Ava smiled approvingly. "Just like that, dear. You're a natural," she praised, her encouragement filling me with a sense of pride.As we worked side by side, Ava shared her secrets for creating the perfect steak marinade, imparting her culinary wisdom with the patience of a seasoned chef. "The key is to let the meat marinate for at least an hour," she expla
Damien I was watchful during the conference meeting. I took my time to really look at the board members sitting at the table to see if I could see a member of the Founder's Association but none were seated at this conference. Even Rose St Dumas was not present. Maybe she was preparing her cronies of corrupt businessmen and women for the final show down.Camilla Valdez was also not present but Natalia was. I could not tell what was going on in her head as she gazed at me. If her mother was one of them, did that not make her automatically part of tht fold? Was I over reaching? If the plan with the detective worked, it meant that a lot of people will inevitably get hurt. "What is the profit margin for today?" I asked as I got down to business. "Eight percent since last year," Natalia said in a professional manner. "That's lower than last two years," I said with a frown. "That was due to the Al Vegas controversy," One of the board members said. "You mean the embezzlement," I replied
Damien Returning to the office after the recent turmoil felt like stepping into a minefield, each step fraught with the risk of detonating hidden dangers lurking beneath the surface. As I walked through the familiar halls of Renaissance, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gripped me like a vice, a constant reminder of the precarious balancing act I was now forced to perform.Every interaction, every word spoken, had to be carefully calculated and measured, lest I inadvertently reveal the truth lurking beneath the facade of normalcy I presented to the world. I couldn't afford to let slip even the slightest hint of my alliance with Michael, for fear of the consequences it could bring crashing down upon us both.My colleagues greeted me with smiles and nods as I made my way to my office, their cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within me. Behind their friendly facades, I couldn't help but wonder who among them could be trusted, and who might be secretly wo